I have a new mug that I love enough to feel a little surprised by it, because why feel so strongly about a cup? But there it is.
I first saw it at Marshalls, AND it was on clearance, AND the last one left---and then I noticed it had a huge crack down the side. Dang it.
Then my mom and I went to another Marshalls another time, and there it was. On clearance ($3), last one left, but no crack!
I love the appearance of it, of course, and that's a lot of the explanation for my passion (that shade of green! the pairing of that shade of green with the black-and-white! the shape of the handle! the slight flare-out at top and bottom of the mug!). But I also love the hand-feel (comfy handle with little thumb-rest on top; nice balance) and lip-feel (rim the right thinness and right angle), and those are crucial for long-term mug enjoyment.
Maybe you saw Title of the Song (here's the lyrics version) when it was going around before, but when Paul played it this morning I found I had forgotten it and was ready to hear it again:
"Regret over the lateness of my epiphany." "Naïve expression of love." "Repetition of the title of the song (can you hear the title?)." "Drop to my knees to elicit crowd response." I love all of it.
One of the best parts is the comments section. "Pointless comment about how I came here via Metafilter." "Continued glorification of the video. Realization that in all likelihood someone else has probably made a similar comment. Declaration of how little I care if it is the case! Repetition of my glorification."
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